Me from me...

Shadows from my past.
Make all my dreams last.
Pictures on my all.
Determine how I will fall.
I can only see in my minds eye.
Pictures of how I will die.
But on the inside.
I feel like I've already died.
There is no light.
There's barely a fight.
I can't win this one.
I don't know what I've done.
I don't know what I've created.
I don't know why I'm so hated.
It turns out I'm my worst enemy.
Save me from me.
I can't find the reason I need.
Memories that won't die.
I can still see the pictures in my minds eye.
Will I ever win this battle for me.
The problems I face aren't hard to see.
Pictures from my past bring out the worst.
And that's when it begins to hurt.
I'm still fighting my worst enemy.
I'm running from me.
I can feel it on the inside.
But at the sametime I feel like I've already died.
Emptyness.
Lonelyness.
I've killed my worst enemy.
But that's what you get when you save me from me...